Straightphobia
(I actually started this one before the previous post, but never got around to finishing it.) Did you know that I am afraid of straight guys? It’s not as much that I am afraid of straight guys.
(I actually started this one before the previous post, but never got around to finishing it.) Did you know that I am afraid of straight guys? It’s not as much that I am afraid of straight guys.
People are taken aback sometimes when I dramatically act surpised when they call something “gay.” It’s not them I’m worried about…it’s their friends. I know my frie.
I had such a fantastic time last night at my birthday celebration. In attendance were the Longhorn Singers and groupies (party-in-a-box), the OA clique (that’s left), the q’s (mo’s),.
OMG – give me a bottle of this!
I’m super tired. I just got back from clubbing. Yay for gay clubs. It’s all inside you. I’ve learned that over and over and over and over. Look: I went home for Christmas a little .
My apartment is way too cold. Boo. My goals for this semester: Pay off credit cards. Don’t get me wrong, I have never had a balance on my credit cards. This is just a commitment I’m makin.